Simple is... Free |
splashing drips of bottled passion
all across the canvas -its a gift
in my hands and
steming throughout my fingertips/
simple is free
free oh so free
like the styles in our lines
and the desi...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sat, 29 Sep 2007 09:43:00 PST |
Heavens Cent |
Ah look at me
I'm all dressed up and pretty
Disgusted at how you smile
When I'm buried deep in filthy women/
This silky linen
Isn't even doin' it for me
I need to sleep with all of my villa...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:39:00 PST |
Higher Learning |
I used to be an A student
Until I started to make music
Used to skip grades
Now I'm frontin' like I ain't stupid/
School kids with back packs
Who get sick like lab rats
Addicted to the man's ...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:41:00 PST |
Maroon |
Hey you
Look at yourself
Just look yourself
Look at yourself
Just look yourself
I sit like a native
Naked and patient
Waiting for my name
To be called out or read/
I'm in your head
...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:44:00 PST |
The Month of November |
Remember, remember the month of November
A cold fallen midnight the time that I left her
Tucked in tight to a coma since September
She should've told me this was for never and ever/
Dead or al...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:46:00 PST |
Hunger’s Diary |
Oh she entered the world through the cervix of another girl
Never breast fed 'cause she would purposely hurl
Learning bad manners but it's not like that matters
To her dad and mom 'cause the r...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:48:00 PST |
Picture Yourself |
Hello friend how've you been
Since we last mellowed out on the moment
And sat down to focus
On fixin' this broken system at home
We should try to meet every day of the week//
I saw you walkin'...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:50:00 PST |
Unas Palabras con el Viento |
She walks with a limp and a chip on her shoulder
Hands by her hips 'cause our relationship is over
Ah look at this the kid's getting older
And wiser with the time's until she's finally dead sob...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:52:00 PST |
The 3rd Libra |
Yesterday I woke up
With a halo over my head
And an angel in my bed
I guess this means I'm dead/
Wait though I can't go
There's so much left unsaid
Pray for me baby
'Cause I haven't reached t...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:22:00 PST |
Muse Sick |
The dawn breaks along the line
Of the horizin'
Bright sunshine symbolizin'
What my prize is/
Shh
Keep quiet
I'm speaking for the silent and the blinded
It's the beginning of something timel...
Posted by prAdA tns on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 02:31:00 PST |
